Munch Time 1

by Amanda Fleming

  "Oh, look at you." Julie whispered staring down at my pussy with a look of pure lust in her eyes.

  "You...you like?" I asked, slowly opening my legs to give her a full view of my smooth pussy.

  "I love it." With no hesitation she put her hand between my legs and ran her fingers through my soft wet lips.

  "Oh that feels so good!" I groaned, my hips writhing and pushing my pussy into her hand.

  "So wet." Julie licked her lips then slid one of her slender fingers inside me.

  I whimpered in pleasure, then moaned louder when her thumb found my clit. Julie leaned over and fastening her lips to my nipple gently sucked on it while her fingers worked my pussy.

  "Oh, you...you've done this before." I laughed as I ran my hands down her smooth back.

  "Hmm-mm" she said around my nipple, "With Krissy, but all she wanted was to be my first, I've been looking for someone ever since and you're so hot, Heather!"

  "Oh, keep rubbing." I groaned, thrusting my hips.

  "Nope." She gave me a wicked smile. "There's a better way."

  She pulled her hand away and I whimpered in frustration. That was until she stood up, stripped out of her jeans, taking her shorts with them and stood there naked. My eyes found the cleft of her pussy and which featured a small patch of blonde fuzz over it that I wanted to burry my face in.

  Julie's pink pussy was framed by those thick thighs and when she knelt on the bed and swung her leg over mine I moaned at the feeling of hr hot wet pussy against my leg. Julie ground her hips, working her pussy into my leg while sliding backwards until she was resting on my knee. Lowering her head, she sucked on my nipple while moving her pussy in circles around my knee.

  I lifted it into her and she moaned softly. She kissed each of my nipples then as I watched with my heart pounding and my pussy watering, she trailed her tongue down my stomach. She paused to playfully tongue the small silver stud in my naval, before kissing the top of my pussy. A shudder went through me as Julie slid her arm under my leg to put it on her shoulder and stared at my pussy with naked lust in her eyes.

  Julie's eyes met mine and with sexy smile she touched my clit with just the tip of her tongue.

  "Oh please don't tease me!" I whined.

  "Teasing me too." She licked her lips, then shoving her finger hard into my pussy buried her face between my thighs.

  I threw my head back and squealed as she sucked my clit into her hot mouth and I grabbed her head and held her face to my yearning pussy. Julie was sucking and licking and her sweet round ass was moving as she worked her pussy into my knee. She was moaning into my flesh and her hips were moving faster. I moved my leg back and forth along her slick pussy hoping she would cum for me, but it was hard to concentrate on anything but her soft tongue and lips working my throbbing clit.

  "Oh fuck." I moaned as my back arched and my thighs trembled, I was so worked up I was already close to coming.

  I looked down between my thighs and the sight of Julie's blond hair fanned across my thighs and her blue eyes looking up at me while her mouth was buried in my pussy, sent me over the edge. I wrapped my leg around her head, pinning her there, threw my head back and...

  I awoke to the sound of my phone ringing next to me.

  "Holy shit." I gasped, sitting up and fumbling for the phone.

  It stopped ringing just as I grabbed it and I saw it was Holly. As much as I loved talking to her I didn't call back. Instead I put the phone down and lay back on the pillows waiting for my heart to stop pounding. I'd been having dreams like that for months; but that one had been the most vivid I'd had by far.

  I slid my hand beneath the sheets and touched myself. I was as wet as I had been when I'd fingered myself to two orgasms right after Julie had left. My inspiration for those orgasms had been eerily similar to the dream; Julie turning back around, approaching me and confessing her desire for me. We'd played a lot more in my fantasy session including picturing a sixty nine with my face happily planted between the cheeks of her plump ass.

  I was naked under the sheets and the material moving across my nipples caused them to stiffen and I pulled my hand from between my legs. I'd been playing with myself like it was a sporting event since vacation had started and I had more time to lay around the house and think of...girls. I'd been so horny yesterday I'd thought about calling Bill who had asked me out a dozen times in the last two months.

  Not that he was what I wanted these days, but I'd been with a few guys since my first time back in High school and wouldn't have to worry about being 'accepted' by them. I currently had no desire for a dick, but they could go down on me and I could always pretend it was a girl and at the least I could get off from something other than my fingers or the purple rabbit vibrator hidden away in my night stand.

  But I had decided against it. Bill was a nice guy and I didn't want to use him. I also didn't want the word going around I'd fuck on a first date. The fact I'd be expected to go down on him entered my mind as well. I could envision it being a girls tongue between my legs, but nothing could be thought of while there was a cock in my mouth, well maybe the girl could have a strap on...

  I shook my head; damn my mind was one track these days. A few months ago the thought of sucking Bill's cock and him giving me a good hard fuck would have me wet. Now it was the thought of Julie, or at this point, any girl's tits and pussy and tongue that got me hot and bothered.

  Hard to believe this had all started from a trip to visit Holly during spring break back in April. Unlike me, Holly had known as far back as freshmen year of high school she liked girls. She had never been with a guy and one night during a sleep at a friend's house, that friend's had gotten her alone and asked to talk to her. Turned out she thought Holly was beautiful and seduced her.

  After a year or so of nothing but saying no to guys, Holly had gotten bold enough to approach another girl then another after that. Unlike me, Holly was a free spirit who worried about nothing but enjoying life and been with several girls throughout school.

  Once she went off to college at Florida State, Holly had even more fun and down there it was wide open; no one judged and she didn't have to sneak around.

  Holly, again unlike me, had told her mom early on of her preference and she was supportive of it as long as she was happy. Holly had laughingly told me one of her points she felt convinced her mom of the benefits of girls was she would never turn up pregnant. It was hard to admit, but I felt a big part of me not making a move on anyone was the fear of telling my folks.

  Mom and Dad were good people and had no issues with Holly whom they dubbed 'daughter number two' years ago. They had a too each their own mentality and thought everyone should do what feels right to them. I had been raised me the same way, but I wondered if things would change for them if it was their daughter?

  I argued with myself saying not to tell them because who knew? Maybe this was a phase and I would get over it, or maybe be with a girl a couple of times and decide it wasn't what I really thought it would be.

  It could just be something to get out of my system. After all; women had done nothing for me right up until that trip. I had stayed with Holly in the three bedroom apartment she shared with three other girls, two of which were a couple, and one night hung out there with them while Holly had to work.

  The girls put on some lesbian porn and when I had started to leave told me to sit and watch it with them. Looking back I was sure they were hoping for a porn scenario of their own; me getting turned on and them seducing me. I sat on the couch with them and as the video progressed I did indeed become aroused.

  It wasn't as much from the video, although I had to admit the two girls in it were beautiful and the sex slow and sensual, but the show next to me. The girls, Vicky and Allison were caressing each other's thighs, kissing each other then Vicky slid her hand down Allison's skirt. She closed her thighs and leaning back watched the movie, moaning softly as her friend played with her.

  I was red as a beet and twice started to get up,
but they asked me to stay and made fun of me saying this was how women, not little girls, acted. I stayed and between the women on the screen and the sound of Allison cumming loudly a foot away from me I was wet and horny. Finally when they removed their shirts and were now sitting their topless, I got up and told them I'd give them some privacy. Vicky's reply had been, "But Heather, you being here makes it even hotter, take your shirt off and get comfortable, we'll show you why girls are better than guys."

  I'd shook my head and Allison had pleaded, "Please, Heather? I'd love to see those adorable little titties! Come over here and be a playful little kitten."

  I caught myself staring at their tits and being turned not so much by the sight of them as by their shamelessness and how blatant and confident they were. To my surprise my own nipples had stiffened and I had been glad I was wearing a loose shirt and they couldn't see it. But the way they stared at me they knew they had me interested. Vicky then leaned over and tongued the Allison's nipple, her eyes on me the entire time.

  Feeling a heat between my legs that caused my face to flush even more I turned and left the room without another word, but heard them laughing and calling me to come back. I went to the room I was sharing with Holly, but instead of entering I stayed there and thought about what might be going on in the other room.

  The lights went out down the hall, but I could still see the flickering of the TV. I heard moaning and wondered if it were the video of the girls.

  Slipping my shoes off I crept back down the hallway and crouching down to the floor, peered around the corner into the now dark room. Vicky was leaning back on the couch with her skirt hiked up to her hips, one leg stretched out along the couch cushions and the other was draped over Allison's back as she knelt on the floor, her face between her legs.

  Allison was naked and her ass was facing me. My clit throbbed and my nipples ached as I stared at the glistening slit between her thighs. She was wiggling her ass back and forth and my eyes followed her movements, taking in the delicate curve of her ass, the toned backs of her thighs and even the soft soles of her feet where they were curled up beneath her.

  On the couch Vicky was moaning and rubbing her bare foot across Allison's back, one hand running through her lover's hair while the other toyed with her nipple. Vicky let her head fall back and released a series of sharp yelps, cumming right there in front of me. As soon as she was done, she pulled Allison up by the shoulders and kissed her.

  Allison continued to climb, until her knees were on the back of the couch and she was straddling Vicky's face. Bracing her hands on the wall, Allison rocked her hips, grinding her pussy into her girlfriend's face and Vicky grabbed the cheeks of her ass, spreading her open. I could just make out, Vicky's tongue fluttering across Allison's pussy, and my mouth opened when Vicky moved her hand and slid a finger into Allison's ass.

  She squealed and moved her hips faster and faster and without being aware it had moved, my hand was up my short skirt and between my legs. I caressed my clit through my panties and the faster Vicky licked, the faster my fingers moved. My heart was pounding and I was sweating and my other hand had found my left nipple through my shirt and squeezed it.

  Allison moaned louder and louder and Vicky shifted her finger into her pussy and as she added a second one sucked Allison's clit hard enough for her lips to smack. When Allison howled in ecstasy I had to bite my lip and even then a long whimper escaped me as I squirmed into my fingers and came harder than I could ever remember.

  When Allison slid down into Vicky's lap and they kissed, I slipped back down the hall and went into the shower where I got off twice more. Since that night all I had done was watch Lesbian porn and think about what it would be like. That was nine months ago and the fact the fantasies were getting more frequent and the urges stronger told me it wasn't going to go away until I experienced it.

  Which brought me back to the here and now; nine months of frustration which was compounded by the fact I knew I could find someone if I wanted to. I wasn't conceited, but received more than enough attention from boys. I could go to one of the all girl clubs and find someone more than willing to enjoy me.

  My latest addiction was cougar and kitten videos and part of me wondered about letting an older woman pick me up at a club, they would know what they were doing and probably get a thrill when they realized it was my first time, but what If I got nervous and backed out?

  Would they be mad? I sat up and rubbed my face, this was the same loop I'd been in for months. I would be better off with someone around my age and maybe someone like me who hadn't done much.

  Julie...she had been right in front of me and I swore she was waiting for me. I looked down when my phone beeped signaling a text. It was from Holly,

  "Hey, you home?"

  Figuring it would get my mind off my issues I texted back, ,"Yeah, call me back."

  I held the phone waiting for it to ring. Talking to Holly would be good for me, it always was. Holly had been my best friend since I'd shared my lunch with her in fifth grade when she had come to school without one. She wasn't just a friend, but even though we were the same age, Holly seemed like a big sister.

  Holly's parents had divorced when she was nine and her mom had never remarried and money had always been an issue. Holly had assumed the role of housekeeper and cook when her mom had to work two jobs and had been working herself since she was fifteen to help her mother. Because of that she was far more mature than me and always knew how to help me out even if it was just by listening.

  So of course she was the one person I had shared my dilemma with. Being into girls herself, she sounded thrilled, an almost 'welcome to the club attitude' but her advice was to simply get out there and do it. I frowned at the thought of how much I would miss Holly on Christmas vacation. My parents had paid for me to go to her for spring break, but this was Christmas and they wanted me to spend it with them and I did as well.

  Holly's mom still struggled and if not for a full scholarship she wouldn't even be in school. Holly had taken a train up for the summer where she had returned part time at the restaurant she waitressed at to make money for the upcoming semester and to spend time with me and some other friends. But she had no money right now and her mother didn't have enough to bring her up here for Christmas which made me feel terrible, but there was nothing I could do.

  The phone rang and I answered, "Hey my friend, how are you?"

  "Great!" she exclaimed in her perpetually cheery voice. Holly was one of those people that were so upbeat you sometimes wanted to smack them. "How about you?"

  "Okay, I guess."

  "What were you doing before? I thought you said you were home tonight?"

  "I worked today, but yeah I was home, just sleeping."

  "In bed at seven?" she laughed, "Hmm was she that good, she put you out?"

  "Well she is pretty good with her fingers." I sighed.

  "Really? You broke the ice?" she didn't sound as excited as I thought she would, but not that it mattered nothing to tell.

  "I was talking about myself. I've gotten pretty good at Jilling off these days."

  "Oh, Heather!" she gave a dramatic sigh, "What are we going to do with you?"

  "What can I say, I'm shy."

  "No, you're scared and for no reason."

  "Right, so how are you, Holly?" I stressed the 'you' to change the subject, which she beat to death every time we spoke these days.

  "I'm good, a little home sick."

  "I'm sorry you can't be here." I told her.

  For the last few years Holly and I had spent the night before Christmas Eve together, taking turns sleeping over each other's house and exchanging presents.

  "Me too....so did you mail my present?" she asked.

  "I was going to, but my mom took it to mail for me. Hope you like it."

  And I hoped my mother didn't get nosy and unwrap it. Because Holly kept busting me up all the time and talking about girls I'd bought her volume one of cougar's and Kittens and it had been
a thrill getting it for her.

  It was an adult gift, an intimate one; a gift that said at twenty we were no longer little girls, we were women. I'd also felt turned on at the thought of her watching it which bothered me a little, Holly was a beautiful girl and a sexy one, sexier now that I looked at girls differently, but my best friend, not someone I should think of in that way.

  "I'm sure I will." She answered, "Bet I get it tonight."

  "Night? When does your mail come?"

  "Oh...well that's true." She giggled.

  "You into the special eggnog already?" I laughed.

  "Not yet and it won't be the same without you to get all silly with."

  "I'm sure you have a girl to get silly with and probably a lot more than silly." I said enviously.

  "I'd rather be silly with you," she told me, "And you're pretty sexy so I can still say I partied with a hottie."

  "Please. I sent your gift, you can save the flattery."

  "Please yourself," she giggled again, "Oh, wait you did, but spare me you don't think you're cute. You're a sexy little thing and you know it with your big brown eyes and those bratty lips and that cute little ass."

  "Whoa, I thought I was like a sister to you." I laughed, but felt myself blushing to the thought the hottest girl I knew thought I was attractive in that way to her.

  "Hey we're all sisters!" she told me. "You just haven't been initiated yet."

  "It's not a sorority."